Daily Archives: May 4, 2017

Alone, the wild goose refuses food and drink, his calls searching for the flock. Who feels compassion for that single shadow vanishing in a thousand distant clouds? You watch, even as it flies from sight, its plaintive calls cutting through … Continue reading →

Matchless in breeding and beauty, a fine lady has taken refuge in this forsaken valley. She is of good family, she says, but her fortune has withered away; now she lives as the grass and trees. When the heartlands fell … Continue reading →

The city has fallen: only the hills and rivers remain. In Spring the streets were green with grass and trees. Sorrowing over the times, the flowers are weeping. The birds startled my heart in fear of departing. The beacon fires … Continue reading →